Tang Chen and Blood-Red Nine-Head Bat King

An old man killed his way over from the direction of Heaven Dou Sacred Hall, and a terrifying level-ninety-eight coercion washed directly over them.

The second elder of Spirit Hall—Golden Crocodile Douluo.

A few days ago, Qian Daoliu had brought Qian Renxue back to Spirit City to initiate the Angel God's divine trials, leaving this level-ninety-eight anchor of the nation behind in Heaven Dou City to hold down the fort.

Golden Crocodile Douluo had sensed the scent of the Clear Sky Hammer from far away and rushed over at the very first moment.

"Bang!"

A huge dark gold crocodile tail slammed solidly into Bai He's body.

Famed for having the fastest speed under heaven, Bai He was unable to even emit a single miserable scream in the face of this tier of power before his bones were directly shattered.

He coughed up a wild spray of blood, smashing into the ground like a broken sack of rags, dying on the spot.

And Tang San, whom he had been carrying in his hand, also crashed heavily onto the ground, rolling over several times in the muddy water before stopping, his face full of despair.

The great uncle had run off with his biological grandfather, Grandfather Bai He had been swatted to death in a single blow, and he... had completely been left behind!

"Second Grandfather, you really arrived right in the nick of time."

Ye Yuan looked at the landed Golden Crocodile Douluo, smiling cheerfully as he greeted him.

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded, walking with large strides to Ye Yuan's side. He glanced at Tang San, who was trembling like a dead dog on the ground, and lowered his voice to say to Ye Yuan:

"Xiaoyuan, spare this brat's life for now. Don't rush to kill him."

"Oh?"

Ye Yuan raised an eyebrow,

"Second Grandfather, what are we keeping this rat around for?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo wore a solemn expression, frowning as he thought it over and explained:

"This is something Big Brother specifically instructed before he left."

"Big Brother said that he sensed the aura of the Angel God inside Xue'er, and vaguely felt the aura of the Rakshasa God on the Pope as well. He suspects that the god positions of this generation might still reside within their bodies."

"If Big Brother's guess is correct, then Tang San cannot be killed for the time being. Before these matters are thoroughly investigated, if we rashly kill him, it might draw the prying eyes of the God Realm. Therefore, Big Brother instructed us to spare his life first and talk later."

Lying on the ground, Tang San listened to Golden Crocodile Douluo's words, freezing for a moment before bursting into laughter like a lunatic.

"Hahaha... hahahahaha!"

Spirit Hall didn't dare to kill him!

"Ye Yuan! You can't kill me!"

Tang San stared fixedly at Ye Yuan, his eyes full of deep resentment and madness:

"As long as I don't die, one day, I will return a hundredfold every grievance I suffered today back to you!"

Looking at Tang San lying on the ground throwing a powerless and angry tantrum, Ye Yuan not only didn't get angry, but instead chuckled.

"Great Grandfather did indeed instruct that we cannot take your life right now."

"However... his old self didn't say that we couldn't turn you into a cripple, did he?"

Finished speaking, Ye Yuan turned his head to rub the small head of Hu Liena, who had been clinging to his side all along, and said with a light smile:

"Nana, didn't you just clamor about wanting to pinch a few little rats to liven things up?"

Hearing this, Hu Liena's watery eyes instantly lit up.

As a rebirth traveler, in her past life, because of Tang San, Spirit Hall was gone, the Spirit Empire was gone, and her teacher died.

In this life, she had long wished she could slice Tang San into a thousand pieces herself.

"Thank you, Brother Xiaoyuan! Nana loves helping Brother Xiaoyuan clean out the trash the most!"

Hu Liena let out a cheer, fished a short blade out from her waist, and skipped her way over to Tang San.

Looking at this exquisitely carved girl who still wore a sweet smile on her face, Tang San suddenly felt a creeping horror in his heart, frantically scuttling backward with his hands,

"Hu... Hu Liena... what are you going to do!"

"What are you yelling about!"

Hu Liena rolled her eyes, squatting down as a flash of viciousness crossed the depths of her gaze.

The next second, the short blade in her hand transformed into two cold flashes, and without a shred of hesitation, she directly severed Tang San's heel tendons.

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

A miserable scream instantly pierced the night sky.

"My legs! My legs!"

Tang San rolled all over the ground in agony, his facial features twisted together.

The Ghost Shadowing that he took such pride in across three lifetimes would probably be unusable until his legs and feet were healed.

"Yuck, how disgusting."

Hu Liena wiped the blade on Tang San's clothes with an expression of utter disgust, then ran back to Ye Yuan's side, lifting her small face as she said,

"Brother Xiaoyuan, did Nana do well?"

"This is practically worse than just stabbing him to death directly."

Ye Yuan pinched her cheek in resignation.

Suddenly!

A terrifying, icy aura appeared, and a pungent stench of blood drifted into everyone's nose.

"Heh heh heh..."

Accompanied by a hair-raising, eerie laugh, a figure entirely shrouded in a bloody glow landed in front of Tang San.

Taking the brunt of it, Golden Crocodile Douluo saw that person's appearance, his expression shifting drastically as his soul power erupted violently, treating it like facing a formidable enemy.

"Tang Chen!"

Hearing this name, Tang San, who had been on the verge of fainting from pain, shuddered violently all over.

He struggled to raise his head, looking at this imposing old man. His eye sockets instantly turned red, and he wept grievously:

"Great... Great-grandfather! You've finally come... My legs... My legs have been crippled by them! Great-grandfather! Hurry and help me kill them! Kill Ye Yuan!"

But this great-grandfather didn't even spare Tang San's two legs a single glance.

Those dark red pupils hidden within the bloody glow stared fixedly at Tang San, the depths of his eyes brimming with greed.

"People of Spirit Hall! This brat, this old man is taking him away!"

Tang San's grandfather swept a wary glance at Golden Crocodile Douluo and the surrounding Titled Douluo, showing zero intention of avenging Tang San.

He grabbed the back of Tang San's neck, rising into the sky like a streak of bloody light as he hoisted a little chick, vanishing into the night in the blink of an eye.

"Don't you run!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo flew into a rage, preparing to give chase.

"Second Grandfather, do not pursue a desperate enemy."

Ye Yuan's voice came from behind.

Golden Crocodile Douluo turned back, his brows locked tightly:

"Xiaoyuan, how did that old madman Tang Chen turn into this ghost of a person? To let him snatch someone away right under our noses, this..."

Qingluan Douluo also wore an unsightly expression.

Ye Yuan looked in the direction where Tang San had been dragged away, the corners of his mouth curving into a hint of amusement.

"Second Grandfather, is it worth risking our lives for a rat that hasn't even awakened yet?"

"There are two reasons why we aren't pursuing him."

"First, regardless of whether that person just now was truly the real Tang Chen or not, the hard strength of that ninety-ninth-rank peerless Douluo aura on him is real. If we really drive an old monster of this caliber into a desperate corner to fight to the death, even if we manage to win in the end, the few elders present will probably suffer heavy casualties. That trade is way too much of a loss."

Hearing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded in deep agreement.

A peerless Douluo's counterattack at death's door was nothing to scoff at, and if they really fought for their lives, someone here today would definitely end up as his cushion.

"Then what's the second reason?"

Qingluan Douluo couldn't help asking.

"Secondly..." Ye Yuan's playful smile grew even thicker,

"If I'm not mistaken, that wasn't Tang Chen at all just now. Hidden beneath that aura is a Nine-Headed Bat King!"

"What!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo and the four great elders all sucked in a cold breath.